We did all have another fabulous time in Provincetown, I was shocked I even got to go. But did the Mistress tell you she had a altercation with a lobster?
She assumed it was just another guy playing slap and tickle.
LIVE! LIVE! Life is a banquet, and some sorry sons of bitches are starving!
HA! Surprised he felt anything.
ReplyDeleteAnd to think, I thought all he came home with was a pearl necklace.
ReplyDeleteWe were down in the maritimes this summer -- My Rare One ate lots of lobsters. I'm stealing that photo for future use on my blog, if it's okay with you.
ReplyDeleteI just knew the Mistress had nice taste in swim bloomers.
ReplyDeleteI think mistress should show us the exact spot where the lobster bit her!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad the mistress was attacked from behind - the flesh there is more cushionable and less detachable.
ReplyDeleteSo, lobster's are into ass play???
ReplyDeleteWell, did you grab that thing and take it home for a nice, cooked meal?
ReplyDeleteI'm surprised he even felt anything at all.
ReplyDeleteI could be wrong, but is that not better than getting , say, crabs?
ReplyDeleteNow this is where you needed one of those Chasity cages from the previous pist to protect the goods
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